Who is She?

Chapter 3: Who is she?

5 years on…….

A black-colored Rolls-Royce Boatail drove into the parking lot, its tires screeching as it did. At the back of the car, she was seated, and her two little kids sat next to her.

She was dressed in an elegant black silk gown, black heels, and a black hat.

A gold necklace sat on her neck, and her ears were decorated with a matching gold earring. A gold bracelet sat beautifully on her left hand, and her right hand held onto her black designer bag.

“We are here, ma,” her driver’s voice cooled out, his eyes focused on hers through the front mirror.

“Phew!” She heaved with a sweet smile. “It’s finally good to be home,” she giggled, and her beauty shone forth as she did.

With a swift motive, she turned to her children, who were sitting next to her and operating on their iPad, and said, “Do you want to explore NYC?”

The kids lifted their heads up and nodded in delight. She smiled and patted her kids on their head.

“Let’s get off then,” she smiled and led the kids out of the car.

“Is this our new home?” The kids questioned, their eyes dancing around the massive mansion in front of them.

“Yes, kids, do you both love it?” she questioned back, and they nodded happily.

“We love it, mom; it looks exactly like our formal house, but this one is more spacious,” her daughter grinned, her eyes not leaving the massive mansion.

“Oh, really! Just wait till we get in,” she laughed, leading the kids inside the house. And true to her words, the inside of the building was way more beautiful than they imagined. She herself was awed; she had only seen the house on the phone but never in reality.

The engineer in charge of the house building had sent the videos and pictures of the house while still working on it.

While she stared at the beauty in front of her, her phone chimed, alerting her of an incoming call. With a swift motive, she pulled the phone out of her bag. She stared at the caller ID and smiled at the name before picking it up.

“Hello, Mr. Dave,” she said with a sweet smile.

“Have you arrived in NYC? I was worried because I tried to reach you countless times, but the network was really bad,” Mr. Dave said into the phone with a worried sigh.

She chuckled at his attitude before replying, “Don’t be silly now, Dave. Remember, I am not a baby, and I can take good care of myself and the kids.”

“But still, I am not happy you have to leave me to NYC. How are the kids? I hope they are good?” Mr. Dave bombarded her with questions.

“They are good, and I think they love it here, so you have nothing to worry about,” she assured.

“Is it really okay for you to return to your vomit? I am not happy about this. I need you over here so you won’t get your mental health ruined,” Mr. Dave persisted.

“We already said about this, Dave. I will handle this myself, and yes! If any challenge arises, you will be the first to know. And remember, I am a top model, and I am needed by the company here in NYC,” she explained.

“Yeah, that is right. We don’t even know the company yet, but from the look of things, it is a very reputable one,” Mr. Dave giggled.

“Yeah. I work for only the best,” she laughed, and Mr. Dave joined her.

“Okay then. I will speak to you later; I need to get busy now,” she concluded and ended the call.

As she ended the call, she gasped and fell onto one of the parlor couches tiredly.

As she sat there on the parlor couch, her mind flashed back to when her life changed for good.

FLASH BACK……

It was a cold Sunday evening when she was pushed down a ship by her ex-husband and aunt.

And after they had successfully pushed her to the cold hands of death, they left her alone to die. She remembered struggling to live. But just at the dying moment, where she had already given up on living and had embraced death, Dr. Dave saved her.

He was on a nearby ship, having the moment of his life, when he saw her struggling to live and saved her.

……

She woke up only to see herself in a hospital. She looked at the hospital strangely, not sure about how she got there, but she was glad she was safe.

She wondered how she got to the hospital, and that was when she remembered how Mr. Dave saved her, and she realized he must be the one who brought her to the hospital.

As she reeled at this possibility, the door opened, revealing a pretty nurse. Out of curiosity to know her exact location, she threw this question at the nurse: “Where is this hospital located? Where am I?”

The kind nurse offered a reassuring smile before responding, “You are in London.” The nurse’s response was swift and straight to the point.

“London! For how long have I been here?” she questioned further in shock. “Well, you have been here for 2 days, and you were brought here by a good Samaritan known as Mr. Dave,” the nurse explained further.

She couldn’t say another word; she just found herself nodding in joy at the nurse’s explanation.

She was very happy she was in a far-away land, probably the place she would start a new life.

As she reeled at her new possibilities, the nurse’s words threw her speechless: “You are 3 months pregnant, ma. Should we contact your husband?”

The nurse’s words hung in the air for hours as she tried to make meaning of what she just heard. There was no way she was pregnant, and not to think of being pregnant with the child of her ruthless ex-husband.

“You are kidding, right?” she questioned the nurse in disbelief, but the nurse’s facial expression was enough of a reply.

She sat speechless for minutes as she tried to process the nurse’s revelation; it sounded like a dream to her.

Dave took her in and helped her after she was discharged. He acted like her husband and helped her throughout her pregnancy stage.

He didn't stop there; he even went ahead and enrolled her into modeling, and he connected her to top modeling agencies after she gave birth. Since then, her life had been the best.

“Mom! Your phone is ringing,” her son’s voice snatched her back to reality. She picked up her phone, lying next to her, and looked Into the caller ID.

Her face widened In a deadly smile as she stared into the caller ID. “It’s finally time,” Rose grinned from ear to ear.

“It’s finally time to deal with those who messed with me so badly” her lips curved in a wicked smile.